Wrong Khitbah

Wrong Khitbah
38. SK: TAKE OFF LONGING



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When out to the back garden, Zahwa was amazed to see the back garden that had been decorated in such a way. Gold and white color dominate the decoration.


His eyes were amazed to see the beautiful and clear emblazoned decoration in front of him.


"Zahwa..sini.." call Mother Fatimah.


"Eh.iya Mother" Zahwa realized then he sat between Mother Fatimah and Aunt Fatya


Looking at her favorite chocolate brownies, her hand grabbed them.


"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, hap" one piece while brownies entered into his mouth.


" How's the mole Zah?" Ask Aunt Fatya


"Alhamdulillah.baik Bi. Everything is good" replied Zahwa. Then grab her tea and drink it.


"Then when did Bang Azzam"


"Byurr, huh! "


"Ohuk..uhuk..." Half of the drink was almost out and the other half was stuck in his throat until he coughed.


"Hmm.pretty-slow baby..." Mother Fatimah patted Zahwa's small back


"Zahwa is okay?" Ask Aunt Fatya and get a nod from Zahwa.


His mind now floated on someone who had left his feelings for him 1 year ago.


How's things?


Does he still remember?


Will he actually come to his parents and ask for it in person, two years away?


Or did he find another book there?


I do not know his mind wanders, trying to convince his heart at this time. Whether the heart is also already fixated by the name of a Much. Fatih Aliyyu Humam's


"Darling..." Mother Fatimah patted Zahwa on the shoulder to resuscitate him.


"Grand I-iya"


"You okay, honey..?"


"Emmh.iya Bund. Zahwa is fine.


"Zahwa.don't think about what Aunt said... Auntie was just joking. After all Azzam just got married, there is no way Zahwa will be married because he saw Bang Azzam right"


"Ahahahha" Mother Fatimah and Aunt Fatya laughed together


Zahwa smiled sweetly


"It's okay Bi, there will be times when Zahwa feels like you feel right now"


"Ohh.honey..." Fatya's aunt hugged Zahwa. Followed by Mother Fatimah. The three of them hugged together.


From the top on the balcony overlooking the back garden. Two middle-aged men who were sitting in conversation with a cup of coffee smiled happily at the interaction of the three women who were very valuable in their lives.


"Oh yeah, Rizki's the same Ridwan where, Bi?" Zahwa asked Aunt Fatya after taking off their arms


Rizki and Ridwan are the children of Aunt Fatya. Rizki is 10 years old and Ridwan is 5. The two boys were extremely adorable with inversely proportional nature. Since the beginning of entering the house, his article he did not see the two handsome princes.


Usually if they visit home, must have played in the yard or in a special room to play. But he didn't see those two nose sticks here.


"They are in Pesantren son, tomorrow new here" replied Aunt Fatya


"It is fitting that they were invisible from earlier, Zahwa already missed them"


"Tomorrow they will come"


"Mother..Aunties..Zahwa wants to go inside first yes, Zahwa wants to take a shower first" said Zahwa


"Yes, please"


After that he went inside the house and climbed into his room. It turns out Zahra was sleeping in her bed.


"Oh, astaghfirullah.." he just remembered that Zahra said that he was waiting for him in his room. But he forgot because he gave up longing with Mother and Aunt Fatya


Now look, Zahra in a messy position has destroyed Zahwa's bed. Bed linen crumpled, pillows dropped, blankets crashed, I don't know what dreams come to him when he sleeps. Cc.ck...


Zahwa chose to clean his body, he went into the bathroom, after which he went to the dressing room to take his home gown. It takes instant khimar with matching colors.


When finished he took the baby powder and rubbed it onto his face. Now he is back in bed, Zahra has been sleeping for a long time, while dusk has greeted. Finally he decided to build it.


"Bec...Zahra.bangun.bentar again Maghrib. Ra's.."


"Eeuungh..." Zahra squirmed like a baby and rubbed her eyes. Zahwa chuckled at the sight of his sister.


"Morning...Sis"


"Oh.sorry.good evening by the evening Kak Wawa.." Zahra said.


"Wake up, take a bath there smell of tau. Let's pray maghrib"


"Ih..ngusir ya.mau ga bath for life also I keep fragrant sister." said Zahra with her PeDe.


"Yes.iya.wangi..scented salted fish! Ahahahh"


"Ihh..." Zahra pouting


"Have gone to shower"


"Hmmm.."


Zahra got out of bed and walked out of Zahwa's room. Soon his steps stopped


"Eit..wait! It's neat again" Zahra who heard it immediately blurred


"So Brother told me to take a shower, didn't you, okay. Da.. Sister Wawa... Zahra wanted to take a shower" Zahra ran straight to her room.


"Patience..." Zahwa stroked his chest and made his bed. After that he went down and approached Mother in the kitchen.


"Well..has Mother cooked?"


"Yes, son, you're ready to stay on serve"


"Here let Wawa help the Bund" he took over the work of Mother Fatimah. Set up dinner menu later. After that they all gathered in Mushalla to perform the prayers of Maghrib bersama'ah which was imami by Father Ali.


After that all dinner together in a joking laugh to melt the atmosphere in the palace, there is currently one frozen aura.


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TALKING WHILE EATING


Speaking when eating turned out to be the usual thing done by the Prophet Shallallahuโ€™alaihi Wasallam and his friends. So this is not a despicable adab as expected by some people who are influenced by western culture. Even speaking when eating is a noble adab because it brings happiness to the people who eat.


๐Ÿ’“From Abu Hurairah radhiallahuโ€™anhu he said:


ุฃูุชููŠูŽ ุฑูŽุณููˆู„ู ุงู„ู„ู‘ูŽู‡ู ุตูŽู„ู‘ูŽู‰ ุงู„ู„ู‘ูŽู‡ู ุนูŽู„ูŽูŠู’ู‡ู ูˆูŽุณูŽู„ู‘ูŽู…ูŽ ูŠูŽูˆู’ู…ู‹ุง ุจูู„ูŽุญู’ู…ู ุŒ ููŽุฑูููุนูŽ ุฅูู„ูŽูŠู’ู‡ู ุงู„ุฐู‘ูุฑูŽุงุนู ุŒ ูˆูŽูƒูŽุงู†ูŽุชู’ ุชูุนู’ุฌูุจูู‡ู ุŒ ููŽู†ูŽู‡ูŽุณูŽ ู…ูู†ู’ู‡ูŽุง ู†ูŽู‡ู’ุณูŽุฉู‹ ููŽู‚ูŽุงู„ูŽ : ุฃูŽู†ูŽุง ุณูŽูŠู‘ูุฏู ุงู„ู†ู‘ูŽุงุณู ูŠูŽูˆู’ู…ูŽ ุงู„ู’ู‚ููŠูŽุงู…ูŽุฉู โ€ฆ


โ€œOne day Rasulullah Shallallahuโ€™alaihi Wasallam served food in the form of meat, then served thigh meat for him. And he liked it very much. So he also took it. Then he said: โ€˜I am the leader of man on the Day of Resurrection.'โ€ (HR. Bukhari 3340, Muslim 194).


๐Ÿ’“From Jabir bin Abdillah radhiallahuโ€™anhu he said:


ุฃูŽู†ู‘ูŽ ุงู„ู†ู‘ูŽุจููŠู‘ูŽ ุตูŽู„ู‘ูŽู‰ ุงู„ู„ู‘ูŽู‡ู ุนูŽู„ูŽูŠู’ู‡ู ูˆูŽุณูŽู„ู‘ูŽู…ูŽ ุณูŽุฃูŽู„ูŽ ุฃูŽู‡ู’ู„ูŽู‡ู ุงู„ู’ุฃูุฏูู…ูŽ ุŒ ููŽู‚ูŽุงู„ููˆุง: ู…ูŽุง ุนูู†ู’ุฏูŽู†ูŽุง ุฅูู„ู‘ูŽุง ุฎูŽู„ู‘ูŒ . ููŽุฏูŽุนูŽุง ุจูู‡ู ููŽุฌูŽุนูŽู„ูŽ ูŠูŽุฃู’ูƒูู„ู ุจูู‡ู ูˆูŽูŠูŽู‚ููˆู„ู: ( ู†ูุนู’ู…ูŽ ุงู„ู’ุฃูุฏูู…ู ุงู„ู’ุฎูŽู„ู‘ู ุŒ ู†ูุนู’ู…ูŽ ุงู„ู’ุฃูุฏูู…ู ุงู„ู’ุฎูŽู„ู‘ู )


โ€œProphet Shallallahuโ€™alaihi Wasallam requests โ€˜udm (lauk; staple food companion) to his wife. So his wives answered: we have nothing but vinegar. So the Prophet asked to bring the vinegar and eat with the vinegar. Then he said: udm the most delicious is vinegar. udm the most delicious is vinegar.. โ€œ (HR. Muslims no. 2052).


In the above hadiths as well as other hadiths, the Prophet Shallallahuโ€™alaihi Wasallam spoke to each other while eating. Showing this is allowed. It is even recommended if it can dilute the atmosphere and please the people who eat together.


So it is not appropriate for western-style eating (and people who imitate them) to prohibit speaking when eating.


However, it should still keep adab when talking when eating, not to exceed the limit. Shaykh Al Albani rahimahullah said:


ุงู„ูƒู„ุงู… ุนู„ู‰ ุงู„ุทุนุงู… ูƒุงู„ูƒู„ุงู… ุนู„ู‰ ุบูŠุฑ ุงู„ุทุนุงู… ุ› ุญุณู†ู‡ ุญุณู† ุŒ ูˆู‚ุจูŠุญู‡ ู‚ุจูŠุญ


โ€œSpeaking when eating, the law is like talking outside eating. If the conversation is good, then good. If the conversation is bad, then badโ€ (Huda wan Nuur, 1/15).


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After finishing dinner, the house returns in a simple decor. Seeing that Zahwa again grieved even his sister-in-law candidates alone he did not know who and how his people.


Zahwa chose to sit on a hanging rattan swing in the yard. He stared at the stars in the sky, not knowing what he was feeling right now. He was still filled with question marks, he was waiting for someone to explain to him but nil, no one opened his voice. Everyone seems to be avoiding that one.


Feeling that there was a sudden heat beside him, he quickly glanced. To keep away who came he stood up, rising from his seat.


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PANTENGIN CONTINUE YES, THANK YOU FOR WAITING๐Ÿ’“..... WE DOUBLE UP


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